i need it
it makes me feel better
i couldn't hate my self
so i hated you

seek for reality in the world of fantasy

call me a dreamer
for having a dream
yet you talk about hope

call me naive
for believing in kindness
yet you talk about humanity

call me a hypocrite
for being honest
yet you talk about the truth

why don't you call me "me", for being me,
and i will call you by your name for being you,

when the stars are bright
and the wind is singing through the trees
i was in a darkness of my own
with all hope of light misplaced

and there she comes
an object of beauty and strength
shining brightly with flashes of light
looking like an angel

i know the face
the one i've been in love with
her smile is the moon
brightens even the darkest of time

she looked into my eyes, asked me
could you be the other one, so we'd equal two?
tears of blood fall from my heart
knowing things are unreal

there is no way you would say that
no, after the things i said to you
dream, a dream, i'm dreaming
all things revealing

i feel your presence
but things are unreal
time is not ours
forever you will be in my heart

Forgive me,
I crossed the line,
I heard too much,

yes, i heard it,
in noise, and in silence.
the forbidden voices.

my world has two kinds of voices,
the one i can hear,
and the one i can see.

forgive me if this sounds weird.
but things are never normal for me,
i have been cursed, i have 6

****,
forgive me if it goes astray,
i was dreaming when i wrote this

i paint
i make mistakes
i fix it
but some mistakes can't be fixed
so i had to turned them into something else
even sometimes i had to changed the whole picture
and it changed the plan
but it's fine
the point is not to make it as planned
but to make it look beautiful
.....
.....
what? sound familiar?